Arms Aloft - A Psalm for Our Jobs and Apartments lyrics

Let the numbers we type into the ATM Become the names by which to loved ones we are known Let the measures of the width of our new TV sets Display to the neighbors the depths to which we've grown And of our plugged-ins and records Our rosewood and our strings Of our brand loyalties, in Your name, we sing! Let us sell Them ourselves whole or in pieces For the price They kindly placed upon our heads Lest we hesitate and see the day when upon re-evaluation Its crossed-out, halved and rewritten in red And of our value as an a**et To the company Of our entry-level positions, we sing! Let the leeches, the rats and our brave captains Deliver us from persecution and from flood Grant them fortune when they convene below the deck To bet our medicines on hands of 5 Card Stud And of the birdshot, the razors The downers and the bleach Of our polite, if hasty, exits we will sing "O' God, save these things!"